THE DOCTOR: Yes. Now go stand by that tree and stay there until I say otherwise.

CHEERILEE: I thought you said we should run.

THE DOCTOR: Just because we should doesn't mean we're going to.

The Doctor starts walking away while listening for the Dalek.

THE DOCTOR: I think I can hear him... over... this way!

The Doctor peeks from behind a nearby bush and sees the Dalek.

DALEK: Exterminate! Exterminate!

THE DOCTOR: You won't be exterminating anything as long as I'm here.

The Doctor jumps from the bush. The Dalek turns to see The Doctor.

DALEK: Who... are... you?

THE DOCTOR: You mean you don't remember me? You don't remember the sole survivor of the race you and your kind completely destroyed? All the colts, mares and fillies you stole lives from, and you don't remember the face of the one that got away? I'm insulted.

DALEK: Analyzing... Analyzing... You are a Timelord.

THE DOCTOR: Very good.

DALEK: Must destroy Timelord... Sworn enemy of the Daleks... Must destr-

The Doctor puts his hoof over the Dalek's eyepiece, blinding it.

DALEK: My vision is impaired! I cannot see!

THE DOCTOR: You know, you really ought to find a way to upgrade past this. I'm almost embarrassed for you. Now, I have this eye-stalk, I'm guessing it belonged to one of your-

The Dalek shoots his laser wildly, just missing The Doctor numerous times.

THE DOCTOR: Wah! Bloody hell! Well, I can see you're not interested in talking, so I'll just be going now!

The Doctor starts sprinting on the path he came here on, running by Cheerilee in the process.

THE DOCTOR: Run!

CHEERILEE: Run? But I thought yo-

THE DOCTOR: Don't think, run!

Cheerilee and The Doctor run as fast as they can out of the forest.

CHEERILEE: *Gasping for air* What... what happened... back there?!

THE DOCTOR: *Breathing heavily* It... was the Dalek... it's really here... they're really here. *Deep breath* And... I left it. Alone. With it knowing I'm here. Idiot! How could I have been that carefree?

CHEERILEE: But you didn't have any weapons or anything, right?

THE DOCTOR: I have this. *Holds out the Sonic Screwdriver*

CHEERILEE: Is that a weapon?

THE DOCTOR: Yes! ....No.

CHEERILEE: If you didn't have any real weapons, then you couldn't do anything to that Dalek thing, right?

THE DOCTOR: That's a good point, but there must have been something I could've done back there. I couldn't even get a word out of it. I don't know how many Daleks are even here, in Ponyville. They tend to not attack until they know they can win. They're building an army. I know it.

I guess if you can't outright end it, you can make the people who chose that option feel like jerks.

Heehee. :) Not really my plan, but hey, if that's how you see it. :P Sort of like a video game with morality choices, some of the choices in this story may lead to a similar fate. Some may just be a bit more... exciting, than others.

Undertaker Adrian:

Guys, don't get Cheerile killed. You'll make iDR sad. I'm liking her as an assistant so far.